episode_0114

Before Loki and Yerika found themselves in a situation on the bed that anyone could misunderstand.

“Excuse me.”

Yerika followed Loki, who had entered first, into the dormitory.

“Yes~ you can be as rude as you want, it doesn’t matter.”

Yerika spoke as carefully as possible to avoid trembling, but Clown-nim let out a small chuckle and spoke calmly.

Annoyed that only her heart was beating so fast, Yerika puffed out her cheeks and glared at Clown-nim’s annoying back.

“Oh dear.”

From Clown-nim, who had entered first, an embarrassed voice emerged.

“Ahahaha, I really didn’t think anyone would come in here, so it’s a bit messy. If you wait there for just three minutes, I’ll clean it up quickly.”

Upon hearing Loki’s words, the corners of Yerika’s mouth uncontrollably turned upwards.

‘It seems no one has ever entered this place, judging by what Clown-nim just said.’

Yerika ignored Loki’s instruction to wait and went inside.

Thinking she could see the usually confident Clown-nim’s disheveled appearance, the corners of her mouth, which were already turned up, started to rise even higher.

“Yerika? If you come in now… there’s a lot of stuff on the floor right now, but I usually clean diligently. Yesterday, I was fiddling with this and that for a moment…”

Yerika, who had entered thinking it was an opportunity to tease the annoying Clown-nim who had laughed at her earlier, was flustered.

Just as Clown-nim had said, the dormitory was indeed messy.

Countless items covered the floor, to the point where it couldn’t be seen.

However, it wasn’t clothes or trash scattered on the floor.

All those things, scattered like trash, were…

“Surely all of this isn’t magic tools?”

The bombs that exploded upon exposure to light, used against Ropri, and daggers that emitted tremendous light and noise.

Small magic tools used during the midterms, which transmitted sound when spoken into the dolls.

Besides these, unknown magic tools were scattered like trash across the dormitory floor.

“Ding-dong-ding, that’s correct. I usually take care of them or check for broken parts whenever I have time. But I forgot to put them away yesterday.”

“Don’t you have a subspace, Clown-nim?”

“Just casually spreading them out on the floor has its own charm, you know. You can even feel a bit like an eccentric alchemist.”

“Pffft, what is that? Still, it’s better to clean up…”

Yerika burst out laughing at Loki, who was giving reasons that made no sense at all.

Her golden eyes, scanning the magic tools scattered on the floor, stopped at one spot.

‘That’s…’

Instinctively, she clutched the subspace necklace she was wearing.

Inside it was Clown-nim’s doll that Lucas Oppa had brought her last time.

It had no special effects, but it was her number one treasure.

The doll, endlessly reinforced with preservation artifacts typically used for art pieces, would now show no change even if hit by a sword swung by an ordinary knight.

And where Yerika’s gaze stopped, dolls resembling Loki, identical to the one she possessed, were stacked like a tower.

However, Yerika, who had already stared at, touched, and hugged her doll until it was worn out, immediately noticed all the differences between the doll she had and the ones there.

That one’s bigger, that one’s smaller.

Oh! That one’s cheeks look squishy.

There’s even a doll wearing armor instead of a school uniform. Cute.

That one’s mask is a completely different color?

“If you see anything you want, just say so.”

Loki, who was casually shoving the magic tools scattered on the floor into his subspace, said indifferently to Yerika.

“Really?!”

“Of- of course.”

He was startled to see Yerika asking, her face bright with excitement, the moment he spoke.

‘I never thought she’d like them this much…’

Anyway, all the magic tools here were made by him directly, so he could make them anytime if he had the time.

“Th-then, can I take that one?”

Yerika pointed to a spot, trembling slightly, and Loki’s gaze followed.

There was a doll there, almost embarrassing to call a magic tool, whose appearance he sometimes casually touched up before going to bed.

“Uh… you can take all of them, but that one was just roughly made for experimentation before I started making proper magic tools, so it doesn’t have any special abilities.”

“Even so, I want that one.”

Yerika said in a shy voice.

Now that he thought about it, he’d read in a book that girls liked dolls.

Furthermore, since Yerika had no interest in combat or getting stronger, in a way, it made sense that she chose a doll.

If she wasn’t going to use it anyway, she’d probably prefer a doll over a dagger-shaped magic tool.

Still, handing Yerika a roughly made doll felt a bit wrong.

If he was going to give her a doll as a gift anyway, Yerika would probably prefer an animal doll more.

“If it’s because you like dolls, should I make you a cuter one? I’ll make you the cutest doll in the world.”

Yerika, to Loki who was cluelessly making her even more embarrassed, spoke clearly this time.

“I want that doll!”

Now that she had actually said it out loud, she felt embarrassed, like a child nagging their parents to buy them a toy.

She hadn’t really wanted anything since she was a child.

She had received countless jewels and accessories, things others would envy, from nobles of the Empire and even from other kingdoms.

If it were up to her, she wanted to turn all those useless things into money, but her mother had taught her that she shouldn’t.

However, she didn’t want to put them in her subspace necklace either, so she stored them away in a warehouse.

“Hmm… Yerika? I said to tell me if there’s anything you want, but I never said I’d give them for free. Right?”

“If it’s about money, I can pay any amount.”

If she could only have all those dolls resembling Clown-nim, she could even give him all the jewels in her warehouse.

“Hah! But I can’t take money from Yerika.”

“Then what should I do?”

Loki looked at Yerika, who was pouting, and smiled faintly.

Usually, in novels or games, imperial family members are depicted as skilled at managing their expressions.

But with Yerika, every emotion could be read from her face.

And that was incredibly pleasant to see.

“Just a moment.”

He had been wondering how to give these to her naturally, and now a good opportunity had arisen.

“I’ll give all those dolls to Yerika, and please accept these as a bonus.”

Before coming to the academy, he took out items from his subspace that he had obtained using the knowledge of the transmigator.

Anyway, they were things that enemies would take if left alone, so he didn’t feel particularly guilty.

“…What are these?”

Yerika stared at the items Loki took out, her eyes more flustered than before.

‘Surely Clown-nim doesn’t mean these as a bonus, does he?’

“They’re artifacts.”

“That’s not what I’m asking.”

She could tell that much just by looking.

What she was curious about was…

“Oh, this is a bracelet that protects the user from certain curses, and this pen, if you just press a button, creates a shield that will surely block most attacks…”

“That’s not what I’m asking either!”

What she really wanted to know was.

“Why are you giving me such good things without taking anything in return?”

Artifacts are different from magic tools.

They cannot be mass-produced.

From the brief explanation she had just heard, she could tell how good the artifacts Clown-nim had placed on the desk were.

“If Yerika isn’t hurt and stays safe, I can fight better. In a way, you could say I’m forcibly giving them as gifts solely for my own sake.”

That can’t be right.

The words she thought remained in her mind, unable to leave her lips.

If Clown-nim used these artifacts himself, he would become even stronger.

If he put them up for auction instead of using them, he could earn an enormous amount of money.

“Even so, I can’t accept such good artifacts for free. Please tell me if there’s anything you want. It might not be enough as a reward for the artifacts, but I’ll do anything I can.”

“Well, a reward…”

Loki stroked his chin and looked at Yerika in front of him.

Her gulping swallow, as if nervous, was cute.

He wanted only one thing: for her not to get hurt.

It was enough just to talk on the phone with her every night, like now.

Sometimes… no, often, meeting and talking like this in person was enough.

Sometimes, meeting outside the academy would be fun too.

But to say something like that, the Yerika in front of him was just too cute.

So much so that he felt like teasing her without thinking.

“You’ll really do anything Yerika can do?”

“Yes.”

Yerika answered without a moment’s hesitation.

Clown-nim was trying to give her hard-to-find artifacts for free. Something she could do…

“Eek!”

Her body suddenly lifted.

She felt a warm hand wrapping around her shoulder.

Looking up with bewildered eyes, she saw Clown-nim, who had lifted her up in a princess carry, staring intently at her face without saying a word.

“Clo… Clown-nim?”

“Yerika clearly said she’d do anything.”

“Huh?”

Before she could collect herself, she was tossed onto the bed.

Since the bed was so soft, it didn’t hurt.

“What I want is…”

Trailing off his words, Clown-nim slowly walked towards the bed, loosening his tie.

The couple she had seen earlier, kissing deeply in the empty classroom, came to mind.

‘Surely not?’

Even as she thought this, Clown-nim didn’t stop,

and finally climbed onto the bed.

As Loki’s face drew closer,

Yerika squeezed her eyes shut,

……………

Nothing happened.

When Loki did nothing, Yerika opened her eyes just a tiny bit.

-Thwack.

A sharp tap on her forehead left her bewildered.

……….?

Into Yerika’s ears, who still hadn’t grasped the situation, came a voice full of laughter.

“Yerika, were you thinking naughty thoughts?”

-Flush!

Yerika’s face turned so red that it seemed it might explode.

Loki chuckled at Yerika, then flicked the finger that had delivered the forehead tap and spoke.

“This is the reward I want. Surely you weren’t thinking anything strange, right?”

“…I wasn’t thinking anything strange!”

Only then did Yerika realize Loki was teasing her.

She hated Clown-nim, who was chuckling as if he knew everything, more than ever at that moment.

“But it’s not over yet.”

“Do you think I’d be excited… no, scared, just because you say that?”

Loki shrugged at Yerika’s words and placed his hands on Yerika’s sides and feet.

….?????

Then, after laughing freely from behind his mask at the bewildered Yerika,

he wiggled his fingers.

“Ahahahahaha! Stop! Please stop it, hahaha-heehee!”

Yerika laughed so much that tears started to well up in her eyes.

“Now you know how scary adults can be, right? From now on, don’t carelessly say ‘anything’.”

Loki, who had been tickling her for a long time, pressed firmly on the sole of Yerika’s foot with his thumb, as if to finish.

A soft moan!

A sensuous moan escaped Yerika’s lips.

………………..

Loki, who had been touching Yerika’s foot, froze in that position,

Yerika, also startled, covered her mouth with both hands.

………………

“Hiccup!”

The silence was broken by Yerika’s hiccup and…

-Ring!

the sound from Yerika’s communication device.